บท 2269: I'm sorry, I love you

In front of the Empire State Building, people came and went. Everyone only saw a man who had lost his composure holding another tall and handsome man as if he was holding a life-saving piece of driftwood.

The tall man seemed to have tears in his eyes, but they were hidden in the darkness.

Mu Yuan took a deep breath. He always told himself that it would be the last time, but he did not know when it would be the last time. He did not know if everyone's period of being despondent was so difficult, but he knew that his own period of being despondent was really too long.